Chapter 212: Spirit of the Immortal Sword!
I saw a wave of Fu Lian's sleeve robe, and the two hundred Nine Star Divine Venerable Realm and the three hundred and eight-star Divine Venerable Realm powerhouses who had been waiting behind him stepped forward together, in his opinion, Bu Qingyun's deity had such a terrifying recovery speed, if he wanted to kill, he had to kill with one blow, and not give the other party the slightest respite, otherwise once they fell into a dead loop, they would be extremely passive. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"I heard that you have a magic weapon that can kill the half-step God King Realm, and now it's time to sacrifice it!"
As soon as he said this, Fu Lian's expression became a little arrogant again, and he looked like he was self-serving.
When the five hundred monks behind him heard this, they all immediately understood, and they scattered one after another, forming a circle around Fu Lian, pinching the trick with both hands, constantly changing, hitting Fu Lian's body one by one, making his body suddenly glow with a monstrous light, and then put the fingers of his right hand together, put it in front of him, and chanted words in his mouth, while his left hand formed a strange seal, and slapped at the void above.
After getting acquainted with it, a huge whirlpool appeared above his head, slowly spinning, and in the whirlpool was a rumor of rumbling.
After a few moments, a thin stream slowly flowed out of the whirlpool, and the water in that stream was blue, and in its light the white sky was blue, and the faces of the five hundred monks were blue.
A momentum that overshadowed the heavens and the earth spread violently, and in an instant the wind howled incessantly, and the earth seemed to tremble.
The Bu Qingyun deity and the clone who looked up and stared at the moment they were affected by this momentum, they all spurted out a mouthful of blood, and under the monstrous blue light, his eyes were very dim, and it was that momentum that forced him to surrender!
But he is Bu Qingyun, no matter how powerful an existence he faces, even if he kills him, it is impossible for him to surrender, this is determined by his beliefs!
After the thin stream left the whirlpool, it stopped for a distance of only ten zhang, and at the same time that Fu Lian's raised left hand withdrew to his chest in a strange way to maintain a clenching position, the ten-zhang blue thin stream actually seemed to be being pulled, and a beam of fine water shot out, converging towards his left palm, and at the same time, it continued to rise, and a long sword gradually condensed and formed!
"Is this the real Sword of Clear Springs?"
At the moment when the sword body of the Qingquan Sword took shape, a coercion that was even more terrifying than before when it was still in a trickle state suddenly came, and Bu Qingyun's deity and clone were forced to take a few steps back under this coercion.
Not only that, but the seven iron swords in his storage bag trembled violently uncontrollably, even if they were suppressed by his will, they couldn't control it, and after a few breaths, the seven iron swords actually broke open the storage bag and flew out on their own.
Seeing the seven iron swords that were constantly humming around Bu Qingyun, Fu Lian seemed to sense something, and laughed coldly: "According to the oldest classic records of the Qingquan Sect, this sword fell from the immortal realm into the mortal world, and the first generation of the ancestors of the Qingquan Sect also used the power of this sword to start a sect on the Muyuan Continent, and it is your honor that you can die under the Qingquan Immortal Sword today!" ”
Although Bu Qingyun had already guessed that this sword was a fairy sword, he couldn't help but be a little shocked when he heard these words with his own ears at this moment, but then he also spoke: "The power of this sword is indeed earth-shattering, but if my estimate is correct, what you are holding is not the Qingquan Immortal Sword itself, but the spirit of the fairy sword!" ”
Fu Lian chuckled in his heart, he didn't expect Bu Qingyun to even guess this, but even so, he thought that he still had an absolute advantage, so he shouted: "What if it's the spirit of the fairy sword, it's not easy to take your head!" ”
"Humph!" Bu Qingyun sneered, pointed at the seven iron swords, made the seven iron swords quiet, and said at the same time: "The power of your five hundred monks can only summon about one percent of the spirit of the fairy sword, which shows that the spirit of the fairy sword is indeed powerful, but to wield this sword, I am afraid that you will have to pay a greater price, right?" ”
As soon as Bu Qingyun's voice fell, he slapped the storage bag, and the immortal soil magic weapon suddenly flew out, and as his seal fell, the immortal soil magic weapon expanded rapidly in the sky, turning into a radius of 100 zhang, and smashed it down on Fu Lian and others.
There were only two chances left for the Immortal Earth Magic Weapon to be used, and Bu Qingyun originally didn't want to use it too hastily, after all, he wanted to keep it once and use it when he returned to the Golden Domain Sect to recover the blood debt, but now that the other party had the Spirit of the Immortal Sword in his hand, it was beyond the scope of what he could fight, so he couldn't keep it any longer.
However, he had already prepared for this, once he was forced to use the Immortal Earth Magic Weapon in advance, then he would not return to the Fire Source Continent until he broke through the Five-Star God Venerable Realm!
He won't fight unprepared!
The appearance of the immortal earth magic weapon made the face of Fu Lian, who held the spirit of the Qingquan Immortal Sword, change for the first time, because this was an existence that he needed to deal with with with all his strength, and the slightest negligence could lead to a catastrophe.
The five hundred cultivators showed shocked expressions one after another, they could feel that the coercion emanating from the immortal earth magic weapon was not weaker than the spirit of the immortal sword, and at this moment, they finally believed that the person in front of them had the ability to kill the half-step god king realm powerhouse!
Seeing the immortal earth magic weapon smashing in, Fu Lian let out a low roar, and the spirit of the immortal sword that had been condensed in his hand was dragged by his clenched left hand, and with the power of five hundred monks, he slammed towards the falling immortal soil.
Suddenly, a sword body phantom that was also a hundred zhang in size suddenly transformed, followed by a piercing void, and slashed on the immortal soil.
"Boom..."
The huge roar swirled, like nine days of thunder and rushing, and in an instant, the dark clouds rolled, and the sky and the earth changed color!
The immortal soil was slashed by the spirit of the Qingquan Immortal Sword, and after being split in two from the middle, it actually collapsed directly, turning into countless dust and dissipating into nothingness.
After splitting the immortal soil, although the spirit of the Qingquan Immortal Sword did not dissipate, it had already thinned a lot, and its power was greatly weakened compared to before, this was not because the spirit of the fairy sword was injured, but that these five hundred monks were no longer able to maintain the form of the spirit of the fairy sword.
Under the raging hurricane of the collision, Bu Qingyun's deity and the doppelganger were hit, the deity's body was blurred with flesh and blood, looking extremely terrifying, and the doppelganger was extremely seriously injured in the body.
These injuries, even if his deity is a Heavenly Demon, and there is a five-source formation composed of five source roots in his body, it will take an extremely long time to recover.
Fu Lian was also uncomfortable, although there were five hundred monks who shared this huge power of counterattack with him, but he played a major role in summoning and using the Spirit of the Fairy Sword, so his injuries were also the most serious.
As for the five hundred monks, they were all spitting blood with a sluggish expression, and their strength was instantly drained away by the spirit of the fairy sword with the refining of the immortal sword, plus the injury of the backlash, they were only half of their strength at this moment.
"Haha..."
Fu Lian stared at Bu Qingyun, whose breath was weak, and laughed out loud at the huge backlash in his body, and said: "The fairy sword is the fairy sword, and it really has the power to destroy the world and destroy the world, no wonder those old guys in the temple are thinking about it day and night, hum, Bu Qingyun, Demon Venerable, haha..."
Crazy laughter echoed in the silent sky, like a cold wind, making people's hairs stand upside down, but just as he laughed for the fifth breath, a calm voice interrupted it.
"I'm curious to know how you wield the Spirit of the Fairy Sword a second time!"
Bu Qingyun's deity and the doppelganger stood up at the same time, as if there was an invisible staircase in the void, allowing him to approach Fu Lian step by step, and with each step he took, the murderous aura emanating from him would be a little stronger, and when he took the thirtieth step, his deity and doppelganger were like two demons who came out of hell, completely surrounded by murderous aura.
Fu Lian was taken aback when he saw this change in Bu Qingyun, he didn't know why Bu Qingyun was so seriously injured why he could still exude such a powerful murderous aura, as if the other party did not bear the power of this blow from the Spirit of the Immortal Sword.
"This is impossible, he is obviously seriously injured, even if he doesn't die, he has to cultivate to disperse, why is this happening?"
This almost completely destroyed his self-confidence, and the blow to him was even more fatal, at this moment, he couldn't even believe his eyes, but seeing Bu Qingyun approaching step by step, he had no choice but to fight to the death, so he held the spirit of the fairy sword again.
When the five hundred monks saw his movements, they all understood what they meant, and in desperation, they had to introduce them one after another, and once again gathered their power on Fu Lian's body in a special way through secret techniques, especially to help him swing the spirit of the fairy sword for the second time.
Seeing this, Bu Qingyun also did not hesitate, and with a roar of the deity, his body suddenly expanded, turning into a giant with a length of more than thirty zhang, and in his body, the Chaos Beast rushed out, also revealing a huge body.
And his doppelganger was after the three god transformations, with a wave of his sleeve robe, seven iron swords conjured out, forming a sword formation in front of him, and the phantom of the sword body of the Qingquan Immortal Sword was dragged out by him from the center of the sword array!
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